How Did I End Up Here?

This morning while out for a run, I was thinking about where I am.  I decided it was appropriate to suck it up and put it out there, and explore how I ended up back here. Here = Boise, Idaho. The City of Trees.  This is in the northwest, NOT the midwest as many people mistakenly think.  *Sigh*  I do love this town, I just thoroughly hate living here. So how did I end up back in Boise?  

I was born and raised in this town.  It is a great place, for most of the residents.  Yet after living in Vancouver, B.C., central Jersey (between NYC and Philadelphia), and Miami Beach, this town is under-qualified.  Aside from family, this place has very little to offer me.  It is limited, narrow-minded and restrictive. It has almost zero international exposure and thus lacks consistent culture.  It has no pulse and no electricity.  I mean no disrespect Boise, you will always be in my heart, you are a big part of who I am.  However,  I do not feel alive here. *Queue the cheesy cliche: "There is no point living if you can't feel alive."*   

So then why did I end up back here?  It boils down to one basic factor in my life.  If my mind gets idle, I go crazy and will make those around me crazy as well.  I loathe being under-stimulated. Things are always changing for me, they must as I am PERPETUALLY RESTLESS.  That is what makes and breaks me, it is my blessing and my curse.  I was itching for a change, away from the east coast, closer to my family.   I should have kept going until I hit the Pacific (or maybe even gone farther east across the Pond).  I left Miami with the intention to move to the west.  I came to Boise, initially only for a week, and I paused a bit too long and now must stick around for a while until I can facilitate my next step.  

I have said I am going to try and make the best of it and I am sticking to that goal. Although I might need someone to remind me now and then.  Usually I believe you have to take the bad with the good, but in this situation, I am going to switch it around and focus on the good that comes with the bad.  I will look to the positive aspects of Boise (PAB) no matter how arbitrary they may seem.  PAB: The city is beautiful, in a valley with the mountains north and the desert south, and the air is clean and dry which makes for awesome morning runs.  (Look for more random PABs to come.)

So there you have it.  Here I am and here I will stay... for the time being.  Now to enjoy the games of the Sweet Sixteen including the big USA game against Ghana this afternoon!   Go hard or go home!  GO USA!!! GO USA!!! GO USA!!!